The Universalist. [volume] (Chicago [Ill.]) 1884-1897, 1887-10-29
\ STORY OF THE REVOLUTION.


Washington were watching each others
movements near New York, General
Schuyler having resigned his command,
on account of some unjust charges
against him, was staying at his house,
which then stood alone outside the
stockade, or wall OF Albany. The Brit
ish comm ander, therefore seeing his op
portunity, sent out John Walter Meyer,
with party OF Tories and Indians to
capture General Schuyler.
When they arrived at the outskirts of
the city, they learned from Dutch Ia
borer that the Generals house was
guarded by six soldiers. The Dutchman,
the minute the band was out of sight,
took to his legs and warned the General
of their approach. Soon after a. servant
announced there was a strange man at
the back door, who wished to see the
General.
Schuyler, understanding the trap, gath
cred his family in one of the upper roolGs,
and giving orders that the doors and
windows be barred, fred a pistol from
one Of the top story windows to alarm
the neighborhood. The guards who had
been lounging in the shade of tree,
started to their feet at the sound of the
pistol, but alas, too late for they found
themselves surrounded by crowd Of
dusky figures, who bound them hand
and foot before they had time to resist
And now you can imagine the little group
colisessd in that dark room UPSTAIRS; the
sturdy General, standing resolutely by the
door, with his gun in his band, and his
black slaves gathered around him, each
with some weapon; and at the other end of
the room, the women huddled together,
some weeping, some praying. Suddenly ,
crash is heard which chills the very
blood, and brings wildly to each ones
mind the tales of Indian massacres 80
common at that day. The band had
broken in at one Of the windows.
At that moment Mrs. Schuyler, spring
ing to her feet rushed toward the door;
for she remembered that the baby, only a
few months old having been forgotten in
the hurry Of flight, was asleep in it's era
die on the first floor. But the General
catching her in his arms, told her that
her life was of more value than the
childs, and that il any one must go,
he would. Wnile, however, this gener-
GUS struggle was going on, their third
daughter gliding past them, was soon at
the side Of the cradle.
ALI was as black as night in the hall
except for small patch Of light just at
the foot OF the stairs. This came from
the dining-room, where the indians
could be seen pillaging the shelves, pull
ing down the china, and quarreling with
one another over their ill-gotten booty.
How to get past thus spot was the ques
ton, but the girl did not hesitate. She
reached the cradle unobserved and was
just dartIng backwi her pre- cious burden
when, by ill-luck, one of the savages hap.
pened to see her. Whizzl went his sharp
tomahawk within few inches of the
baby's head, and, clesving to the brave
girls dress, stuck deep into the stair rail.
just then one of the Tories, seeing her
fit by, and supposng her to be servant,
called after her, "Wench, wench, where
is your master?" She, stopping for a
moment, called back, "Gone to alarm the
town. and hurrying on, was soon safe
again with her father upstairs.
And now. very nearly all the plumber
having been secured, the band was about
to proceed to the real object of the expe-
dition. when the General, raising one Of
the upper windows, called out in lusty